Inspired by a poem, a written account of a dream, by a friend. The loneliness they felt moved me; I felt compelled to write. No names need to be mentioned, I'm sure they know who they are!
I used to think that faith was what held love and that even though hidden from m… it would grant me one day its shin… but the darkness of indifference
a man who’s face is forever obscur… can never show his gleam of truth, a shape-shifting mass of uncertain… turning the wheels of power round, In a puff of smoke quietly arrivin…
Silence comes like a gentle rain A drizzle that cools the heat of n… Silence comes like a soothing kiss That takes away the stress of toil Silence comes like dawns sunlight
this wooden mould of a decaying ma… this cloak of splinters encasing m… should be no reminder of a loyal c… of the boy to man I used to be, my eyes no more from daylight hide
God help the world because the you… Shall be the leaders of tomorrow We think we’re in the mire now Just wait for the cloud of real so… Politicians in hoodys guzzling ene…
when we met, all those years ago I was huge mass of cool marble, smooth to the touch, strangely exo… like caramel swirled in vanilla ic… now, I’m a shadow of my former sel…
there’s an eerie feel to its stare a dull eyed stare peeling me to th… as if cautioning me, berating me hammering down my disgrace he sits there marble eyed
You sit on my knee Wriggling like a serpent Contorting like a gymnast Like a buttered chimp Head butting my lips
Its strange how the years can stea… How perceptions change and alter w… When we first met you were the mos… Now you radiate bitterness and clo… Its odd the way people change even…
one strange day the sun played warm and bright you broke the seal around my heart not much to add or say it was soon as cool as night
Those shadows haunt you pearl handled pins prick, the darkest scum around your heart that petulant spot where demons wa… speckled light from a broken chand…
A hand full of letters with hand w… Is my legacy and all my life has a… A short straw drawn, a street less… Wouldn’t stave this ghost, this da… And it takes my breath and thought…
Mostly I watch life from the side… True natures are seen with contemp… The greed gleams in dead eyes And love houses evil intent The carcass of humanity is festeri…
you lived out your gangster fantas… through association rather than ab… you mingled with the bigger fish and your small crew grew and thriv… making money hand over fist
ghosts of your blood litter this f… strewn about the walls, arterial s… your final act of conscious though… an urge to steal yourself away resting there on embossed paper